Sorry - cant find the original query from the woman about to take her first solo adventure - so starting a new one.
- Being alone is not being lonely. If you look around you’ll see a husband dragging along a begrudging wife - or vice versa. A family with snarling children or teens who’d rather be on an electronic device than up the Eiffel Tower. A night owl dragged around by a morning person. Alone can be bliss.
- Alone bliss - you’ll be able to do what you want when you want and not engage in the “what would you really like to do” dance. A waste of time! A morning person traveling with a night owl can be torture. A museum lover traveling with a hiker can be torture. Embrace one of your first opportunities to do whatever you want whenever you want to - and you’ll never ask a friend or relative to join you again. Really.
- Safety. I do two 3-week trips to Europe each year since retiring a few years ago. I love it. I dress under the radar. I never carry a purse - I sew pockets inside my vests/jackets/slacks/shorts. I carry nothing in my hands. I now use the REI Rucksack L40 backpack which replaced my Rick Steves backpack suitcase. My son insisted I have a wheeled suitcase. (I’m now 73.) I balked. The compromised was this sturdy, internal frame, perfectly balanced pack. You do not feel the weight at all. It sits on your hips. No suitcase to be stolen - the robber would have to take me with him! I wear a police whistle on lanyard around my neck ( a gift from a 94-year old travel-lover friend) usually tucked inside my clothing. It’s loud. I’ve only used it once - to scare away hungry dogs - the 2-legged variety. I have family - husband, children. I have good friends. But I THRIVE on my alone travel adventures. I write a daily travel blog so they know I’m still alive - or George Clooney hasn’t finally persuaded me to run off with him. We learn so much about ourselves when we travel. Report back to us when you return. Embrace the adventure - but George Clooney is MINE